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Iggy
Pop
Skull Ring
label: Virgin Records
released: 11.04.03
our score: 3.5 out of 5.0
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The
Jack Nicholson of Punk Strikes Again
by:
matt
cibula |
Iggy Pop is the Jack Nicholson figure of
punk rock: both are always spoken of as the coolest guys in the
world; both are important for some crucial performances; both
have cultivated important friendships to help prop them up; and
both, despite recent moments of brilliance, did their best work
in the 1970s.
I’m
not necessarily convinced, about either one. I mean, come on,
you know As Good As It Gets was crap, and the whole sunglasses-at-the-Oscars
thing is played the hell out, so forget Jack. And Iggy…well,
let’s just say that Metallic K.O. is my favorite
Iggy and the Stooges record, and it’s got some of the worst
gawdawful shit on it you could ever imagine. (Plus bonus anti-Semitism,
which is bogus even when it comes from a real live Jewish guy.)
But that didn’t mean me and Joe didn’t play that blue
cassette tape over and over again in junior high, frightened and
exhilarated by how crazy Iggy was taunting the crowd: “You
can throw all the bottles you want, but your girlfriends will
still love me!”
So here it is, now, a new Iggy album: and
it’s pretty great! Part of this is that he uses five different
backing bands to keep the sound fresh. One of them is called the
Trolls, and they’ve got random punk guys in it and it is
fine. One of them is called Green Day, a little combo you might
have heard of, and their two songs are cool. One of them is called
Sum 41, and they only do one song, but I like Sum 41, so I like
their song a lot. And one is Peaches, which is okay even though
I find Peaches massively overrated and not all that sexy; “Rock
Show” is repetitive but fun (“Rock show! / You want
a rock show! / A big gigantic cock show!”), and the other
one, “Motor Inn,” is more repetitive and less fun.
Since I’m a critic, I’m supposed
to be all salivating over the fifth band, which features Ron and
Scott Asheton from the original Stooges. Yeah, Ron’s still
got the chops to be a great metallic punk guitarist, and yeah,
Iggy sounds more comfortable with them than with any of the other
bands, but no, that doesn’t mean “Dead Rock Star”
is interesting at all. “Electric Chair” has some life
to it, with Iggy making buzzing noises and telling someone he’s
gonna die. The title track makes no sense at all, and “Loser”
is a good rock song but is just too intentionally sloppy to be
enthusiastic about.
As far as the lyrics go here: well, it’s
Iggy, the very definition of “hit or miss.” The song
“Whatever” has a title that’s better than the
rest of the song: “She didn’t say why and she didn’t
say what for / She just said I been thinkin’ it over.”
But “Here Comes the Summer” is not only kinda riff-rocktastic
but hits a higher target by aiming lower: “Here come a woman
/ A mighty mighty woman / Here come a woman / We’re gonna
get a surprise!” I’m not really sure we need the wimpy
metaphor of “Supermarket,” where Iggy is a sandwich
on the shelf BECAUSE HE’S A MUSICAL ARTIST DONTCHA KNOW,
but his solo blues piece, “Til Wrong Feels Right,”
is perhaps THE GREATEST THING EVER RECORDED, a spiteful old-man
view of music and video and how everything is a piece of shit.
Very nice, very perfect.
So yeah, this doesn’t need to be
more than an hour long, but I don’t’ mind that, because
most of the songs are really good. It’s not amazing, but
it’s nowhere near bad, especially when you make judicious
use of the fast-forward button. So, yeah, he’s back, again,
and he’s kinda better than he’s been in a while.
16-Mar-2004
8:40 AM

If you
liked Skull Ring...
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1.
Little Electric Chair
2. Perverts In The Sun
3. Skull Ring
4. Superbabe
5. Loser
6. Private Hell
7. Little Know It All
8. Whatever
9. Dead Rock Star
10. Rock Show
11. Here Comes The Summer
12. Motor Inn
13. Inferiority Complex
14. Supermarket
15. Til Wrong Feels Right
16. Blood On Your Cool
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